A Simple Health Examination
"A delivery? At this hour?"
"Ehehe. Gotta work nights if you want to make a living."
Baek Hwa-rin's eyes narrowed to slits at the delivery driver's relentlessly sunny smile.
"I've got packages stacked up, so just take it, would you?"
The driver tugged her cap down low and held out the box. Their fingertips brushed in the exchange. Once she'd confirmed Baek Hwa-rin had taken it, she pulled the cap even lower and offered a parting bow.
"Well then, take ca—"
Fwoosh—
In that split second the driver lurched backward in alarm, throwing distance between herself and Baek Hwa-rin. The tiled floor where she'd just been standing was cracking apart, melting away.
The moment the driver looked back at her—
Fwoosh—crash!
"Ugh!"
A crimson glow flared through the darkened office, followed by the sound of a body tumbling, bouncing, thrown bouncing across the floor.
"Nnngh..."
"There's being fearless, and then there's this. Do you have any idea where you just set those filthy feet?"
Baek Hwa-rin looked down at the writhing driver, her voice ice-cold. She sat atop the desk, regarding her opponent with a heavy, unreadable gaze.
"Well. I suppose I should thank you for going to the trouble of coming here to die. Saves me the effort."
The charred box rolled across the office floor until a lash of her whip caught it, shredding it to ash. The red flowers inside scattered a strange, curling smoke; Baek Hwa-rin whipped that away too, incinerating the fumes, and only then stepped down onto the now-safe floor.
"Poison, is it? As if any Warrior of Light would fall for something this cheap. The Vargs have gone soft."
The delivery driver—no, the Varg executive—who'd been slammed into the wall and sent rolling across the floor shook her head and got to her feet, tugging off her cap as she muttered.
"Ow, ow, ow. What the hell? They said the hat-and-flower combo was my masterpiece. Didn't land at all."
A shadow rippled across that sunny smiling face, and in an instant her true form stood revealed.
A scythe slung over one shoulder. A black military uniform embroidered with red roses. Anyone looking at her would know at a glance: this was a true adversary of the Warriors of Light.
The executive glanced around, then asked Baek Hwa-rin,
"Hmm, shall we take this somewhere else? Innocent people around here might get hurt."
"Why would a maggot like you pretend to care?"
"Come on, of course I care. They're all going to be subjects of our king someday. It'd be such a waste if they died before they even got to live a proper life, don't you think?"
She stroked the rose on her chest as she delivered that shameless answer. Baek Hwa-rin sighed.
"Fine. We'll move. Pick the place where you'll die."
"Heehee. Cool response. I like it. I'm a little wet, actually."
Baek Hwa-rin's face twisted in disgust as she cracked her whip. The executive swept her scythe to knock the lash aside and shot backward down the corridor.
"This way, please. I'll take you somewhere nice."
"Hmph."
Baek Hwa-rin gripped her whip and gave chase.
"......?"
Seo A-ra realized she was not in that filthy back alley. She was in a quiet room. Softness pressed against her back; the air was warm. She'd always been a heavy sleeper, and out of habit she started to close her eyes again—then jolted awake and looked around.
Where... is this?
The room had a dark, heavy atmosphere. Aside from the stark white bed she was lying on, there were only a few sparse pieces of furniture—a sofa, a chair. A barren space.
"Ugh..."
Belatedly she registered the discomfort in her limbs, and understood that her arms and legs were bound.
"You... you fucking bitch..."
Seo A-ra's face flushed, the color climbing until even her ears burned crimson.
Her arms and legs were bound with rope, lashed toward the headboard. Folded in half at the waist, her crotch and underarms laid completely bare—a posture of humiliation no woman could have imagined herself enduring.
"Kh..."
The degrading torture she'd suffered in the alleyway came flooding back unbidden. The bridge of her nose stung. As her vision blurred, she shook her head roughly, forcing the feelings down.
Right now, she had to escape. She had to survive first. Revenge, everything else, came after that.
But no matter how hard she strained, the ropes didn't budge. It was an ordinary restraint, and yet for some reason she couldn't channel her mana properly. Internally she still possessed a Warrior of Light's characteristic stamina and durability—but the power she could project outward had been cut to a fraction.
"Heh. It suits you."
Just as she was floundering in that helpless dark, a voice made her body flinch. She turned her head. From the shadows, the woman who had violated her was walking toward the foot of the bed.
"You...!"
The color drained from Seo A-ra's face as she cried out. The woman was approaching from directly in front of her—a position from which her helplessly exposed ass was on full display.
"Ugh... nnngh..."
She twisted desperately, and tears finally welled in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks. The fact that she'd been bound in this pathetic state while unconscious—by an opponent she'd fought with her life on the line—shook her to her core.
"Oh my, oh my. Wagging your ass already just because your mistress has arrived? How adorable."
Through her blurred vision she could see the woman had already drawn close, making a show of looking her over with exaggerated, ostentatious tilts of the head. Seo A-ra squeezed her eyes shut against the unbearable humiliation, but that only made the woman's seductive voice ring all the clearer.
"Honestly. The children of that harlot goddess are all equally stupid and equally pathetic in a fight—but I'll grant you this: your looks can actually rival ours. I have no choice but to admit it."
"Sh-shut up! Don't look! Get the hell away from me!"
"You can scream and rage all you like, but... hmm. You don't actually think you look intimidating in that position, do you?"
"You... you little...!"
"Pfft. And I've been wanting to tell you this for a while now—when you get angry, your asshole twitches—"
"I'll kill youuu—!!"
Seo A-ra's scream rang through the room. The spirit was there, but anyone listening could hear how thick with tears her voice was. The woman, covering her mouth with a fan, let out a muffled snort—then couldn't hold it anymore and burst out laughing.
"Ah, aah. So you—pffft—your anus keeps twitching, pffhahahaha!"
"Ugh, ghh, aaaaaah!"
Seo A-ra thrashed her bound limbs in a frenzy. Seeing the woman looking down at her ass and laughing at her, even now, she couldn't hold onto her reason. After watching the spectacle for a while, still smiling, the woman offered a casual apology.
"Oh dear, oh dear. My apologies. No matter how shameless a wench you are, you're still a woman. I was being inconsiderate."
Then, with elegant, unhurried movements, she settled herself onto the bed—close enough that she could reach Seo A-ra's ass if she stretched out a hand. She folded the fan that had been covering her face, set it gently on the mattress, and turned her upper body toward her captive. Her voice, when she spoke, was soft.
"But you needn't think poorly of this. It's just..."
She deliberately dragged the rest out, pinning Seo A-ra's gaze on her. Seo A-ra, who'd been staring at the fan on the bed with tense eyes, drew a breath and glared at the woman—and that was when—
"...a simple health examination, that's all."
The woman grabbed one of Seo A-ra's ass cheeks and yanked it hard to the side.
"Aaaaaaagh...! D-don't loook...!! Don't look at meee...!!"
Caught off guard, Seo A-ra cried out in horror. Cool air rushed into her anus, spread open by her enemy's hand, and a shame so intense it felt like her skull would split washed over her. No matter how she shook her hips or screamed, nothing changed, so she began pouring out curses.
"You, you, you... I'm going to kill you! I'll tear you apart no matter what it takes, you filthy Varg bitch!!"
The curses she hurled through tears and snot were vicious, but the woman simply enjoyed that murderous voice with evident pleasure.
"Hmm. This is a problem."
With her free hand, the woman picked up the fan from the bed, scratched her chin, and spoke as if she were genuinely sorry.
"We haven't even started yet, and you're already crying."
Seo A-ra's burning head couldn't process the words for a moment. After inflicting this much humiliation, she hadn't even started? What kind of bullshit was that?
But she soon realized she'd been mistaken.
"I told you. It's a health examination."
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, the woman plunged her middle finger into Seo A-ra's anus.
"Ah........."
For a moment, all expression vanished from Seo A-ra's face. As that thin, smooth finger pushed up into her, her teeth chattered with extreme revulsion and she thrashed her limbs. Then she accepted reality and screamed.
"Aaaaaaah...!"
The fact that the hand of the woman who'd defeated her was inside her anus, groping her tender flesh, made her feel like she was going to lose her mind. As if Seo A-ra's reaction were of no concern whatsoever, the woman offered a clinical appraisal in a voice drained of all warmth.
"Soft, silky-smooth, and it clings so persistently to my finger. What a fine hole."
She caressed every inch of Seo A-ra's inner walls, slowly, as if leaving fingerprints. Seo A-ra strained to lift her head and look at the woman treating her as nothing more than a hole. The venom and fury that had been in her eyes were gone. In their place, only terror and sorrow remained.
Her slightly parted, pale-pink lips trembled pitifully, then spilled a plea thick with tears.
"P-please... stop..."